Taking a break
I've been on the fence about this one for slightly over a month. I think that I'm not going to enroll in the Spring semester at NYU. I have good, compelling reasons (at least, that's what I tell myself): the wedding is coming up (and we haven't done much), my new job has a learning curve in and of itself, I still need to put together my work product for the ASTD certification, and the last class, that all important f2f, happens the day of my wedding.Why then, pray tell, does that little voice inside my head tell me that I could still manage to take classes and get another class over and done with? Why is the fact that the program is moving over to another school hanging over my head (like the famed sword that threatened Damocles)?
It must be bugging me more than I think, since it's 4.30 a.m. and the insomnia has hit again. Tragic, I tell you. I am like a little sloth (the animal, not the sin), I sleep at least eight hours a night and if I could squish in an extra hour or two, I'll gladly do it. Well, last night I slept a whopping four and a half hours (in two episodes, a two and a two-and-a-half), and tonight I squeezed in five before the demons reared their ugly heads...
I've tried yogic relaxing poses, pranayama, and nothing. Should I just sit and listen to the nagging little voice inside my head that rattles off all the things that I haven't done? Or should I come and play on the internet??? How am I supposed to survive during the day, when I can't sleep at night?
Anyway, we'll see where this one goes tonight.
namaste,
ap

1 Comments:
My comments, in order of importance to my own selfish little self:
1) NOOOOO!!!! Don't leave us!!!! Take a class; in fact, take the class that I'm taking! It'll be fine, it'll be fun, it'll be a piece of cake on top of everything else you've got going (am I convincing you yet? hmmm... I thought as much).
2) Relax about the wedding. Trust me, I was there when I was the bride-to-be, and the stress isn't worth it. Everything will be fine simply because on the big day you will marry the man that you love, and that's all anyone (you most of all) will care about. The monogrammed (or not) matchbooks, the matching (or not) centerpieces, the music/flowers/candles (or lack thereof) won't matter a single bit -- not to your guests and not to you. So chill. And in all seriousness, if there's anything I can do to help out, you know how to reach me. Just give a holler.
3) If you need to relax and nothing else works, try knitting. I kid you not. Use great big needles and great big yarn. Don't worry about how it looks or what it is. Don't even worry about whether you "know" how to knit. The simple act of repetitive motion is calming in a way that not much else is.
All right, end of comment. But seriously, call or email anytime, even if just to vent. :)
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